Zhou Yian also narrowed his eyes and put the clothes on the kang.
Tiptoe and reach out.
Alas, I can’t reach it.
Zhou Yian's face darkened in an instant. It was so tall, it made him angry.
So angry!
Zhou Yian had no choice but to drag a stool to the cabinet, take off his shoes and stand on it to reach the things on top of the cabinet.
So when Song Songbai finished cutting the meat and came back after washing his hands, what he saw was Zhou Yian standing on a stool and rummaging through the cabinets.
To be honest, there was a moment of panic.
But after thinking about whether to call her, he finally gave up and went back to the kitchen silently.
Why don’t you go out and hide for a while?
Song Songbai fell into deep thought.
Zhou Yian searched carefully to make sure that no bill was left behind.
Just sit on the stool and count how many there are.
Wow, that’s quite a lot. How much did she get out of her?
It was a pitiful amount, only a few cents, just three one-dollar bills. I don't know when I saved them up.
Zhou Yian felt a little sorry for him for a moment. He saved up money bit by bit and was quite capable of doing so.
If you really want to save money, why don’t you object when your pocket money is deducted?
She also knew where this private money came from. It was nothing more than those empty accounts, and she was in collusion with Ge Qiuze.
She felt a little guilty about this, and she also forced others to confuse right and wrong, make up stories at will, and save some money for herself.
that is!
Although she didn't think it was a big deal to hide some private money.
But what was this person thinking, hiding his private money on top of the cabinet?
He was sure that she wouldn't be discovered by looking at her, right? Who gave him the confidence?
I remembered the scene where she tried her best to stand on tiptoe but couldn't get it.
Zhou Yian gritted her teeth and smiled, as if she should have this confidence. She had been thinking about the corners of Douyin where people hid their secret money during renovations, and had searched everything below without even thinking about the top.
This guy will bully her by relying on his tall and strong body.
This time it was different. She had evidence and she had already thought about what to do. She couldn't let him off easily. He actually dared to underestimate her height.
This is a great humiliation comparable to that of Han Xin!
Zhou Yian silently took the money and returned to the kitchen to see Song Songbai still working diligently.
"An An, do you want to cook? You are so knowledgeable and talented that you can even cook Anhui cuisine." Song Songbai reluctantly praised her, for the sake of his own happy life, he would not be shabby.
Zhou Yian snorted in her heart. It was no use trying to please her now. The humiliating moment of not being able to touch the top of the cabinet just now made her heart as cold as the knife used by RT-Mart to kill fish for more than ten years.
"I still have to do it." He said proudly, but his body walked over honestly and ordered arrogantly, "Light the fire."
"Okay." Song Songbai was also very obedient.
Chef Zhou Yian began to cook based on his memory. The chef did whatever he was asked to do. Zhou Yian felt like he was about to swell up. Is this the pleasure of controlling others?
No wonder Song Songbai likes to manipulate others.
She must make progress in the future! She can no longer be so timid and must rise up and sing like a peasant.
The soup was simmering slowly, and Zhou Yian just sat down and was about to make trouble.
Song Songbai sensed it and spoke first, "What did you mean by having overseas connections?"
Zhou Yian swallowed all the blame in his heart, feeling that he still had more problems.
How to do this?
If she had known this day would come, she should not have acted like a troublemaker before, which resulted in so many handles left behind and her inability to speak with confidence.
Song Songbai breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes it was a good thing for his wife to have a lot of secrets. If she told him about it, she would feel guilty. "Should I write a telegram and ask my master to check it for you?"
"Why don't you ask your father to check?"
"After getting married, he's our father," Song Songbai replied. "It's a bit troublesome to explain this to him. It's the same with my master."
"Will your father be dissatisfied with me?" Zhou Yian was a little worried. What if he was really dissatisfied? Would they be separated?
"Don't worry, it won't happen," Song Songbai comforted her, "You are marrying me, it has nothing to do with anyone else's business."
"It's not like I can't support you." And even if he didn't like his father's domineering and arbitrary approach to his work, his father would not be the kind of person who would cause trouble for women.
He wouldn't let anyone cause trouble for her.
"My dad doesn't know what kind of relative he is, but he's on my eldest brother's side, but the relationship ended a few years ago. I don't know if it has any impact." Zhou Yian dug out the original owner's memory and found that he had received a gift from this relative when he was quite young.
But the cookies and candies were delicious, so the original owner remembered them.
That's a bit difficult to deal with, Song Songbai thought. Now the relationship with Big Brother is getting worse and worse. If the organization finds out, there will be basically no good results.
Fortunately, Zhou Yian went to the countryside and was no longer registered with the same household. With a little more work, he could get rid of any involvement.
"I'll send a telegram tomorrow." Song Songbai made up his mind that these things should be done as soon as possible.
"Does it cost money to send a telegram? If it's three cents a word, should I say five cents a word?" Zhou Yian said quietly.
How did it get back to where it is now? Song Songbai had a headache. What should he do?
"You hid your own money, and I'm going to sleep on a separate bed for a month!" Zhou Yian said firmly, "Otherwise I'll cry in front of you."
Crying is very troublesome. Song Songbai swallowed his words and tried to refute, "Ten days?"
When I hid it on the cabinet, I never thought it would be discovered.
"No, not even a day less in a month," Zhou Yian was used to pushing things further, thinking the punishment was a joke, "but I'll consider it based on your performance later."
"Then you have to think about it carefully." Song Songbai sighed.
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